Mr. Lah Di Dah by Beefywink Lyrics
MR. LAH DI DAH
WELL I SAID
MR. LAH DI DAH
MR. FOIE GRAS
MR. COCAINE
CHAMPAGNE
NUMB BRAIN
MR. CAVIAR
DADDY SAYS YOU’LL GO FAR
JUST GET YOURSELF A GOFER
OF ALL THE THINGS YOU’LL DO
YOU’LL DO WORSE, YAR!
YOU’LL GET YOUR PLACE AND GET THE FAMILY ESTATE
IF YOU DO US PROUD UNDER THE FAMILY NAME
DON’T GET CAUGHT UP ON
LOVE
OR DRUGS
OR SEX
OR FUN
SON
JUST THINK OF THE PEOPLE YOU’LL RUN
JUST THINK OF THE ONES YOU’LL RUN
JUST THINK OF THE ONES YOU'LL RUN!
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
FATE
WELL HE’S SLEAZY FROM HIS EYERIS
TO THE TIPS OF HIS FINGERS
PROMETHEUS ONLY TO A FOUL SMELL THAT LINGERS
I (I )
THINK THAT HE (HE)
THINKS THAT HE (HE)
THINKS THAT HE’S A LAVISH MAN
BUT I KNOW NO ONE’S EVER TOLD HIM THAT
NO NO ONE’S EVER TOLD HIM SO
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
FATE
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
FATE
SO MAYBE
I’M A
NARCISSIST
MAYBE
I WAS BORN
TO TAKE THE PISS
CUS I’VE BEEN
SPEAKING OFF THE CUFF
AND LIVING LIFE OFF THE WRIST
I AM A SCAB
I’M A SCOURGE
I AM A SOCIALITE CYST
IAM IAM IAM
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN FATE
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
FATE
WELL I SAID
MR. LAH DI DAH
MR. FOIE GRAS
MR. COCAINE
CHAMPAGNE
NUMB BRAIN
MR. CAVIAR
DADDY SAYS YOU’LL GO FAR
JUST GET YOURSELF A GOFER
OF ALL THE THINGS YOU’LL DO
YOU’LL DO WORSE, YAR!
YOU’LL GET YOUR PLACE AND GET THE FAMILY ESTATE
IF YOU DO US PROUD UNDER THE FAMILY NAME
DON’T GET CAUGHT UP ON
LOVE
OR DRUGS
OR SEX
OR FUN
SON
JUST THINK OF THE PEOPLE YOU’LL RUN
JUST THINK OF THE ONES YOU’LL RUN
JUST THINK OF THE ONES YOU'LL RUN!
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
FATE
WELL HE’S SLEAZY FROM HIS EYERIS
TO THE TIPS OF HIS FINGERS
PROMETHEUS ONLY TO A FOUL SMELL THAT LINGERS
I (I )
THINK THAT HE (HE)
THINKS THAT HE (HE)
THINKS THAT HE’S A LAVISH MAN
BUT I KNOW NO ONE’S EVER TOLD HIM THAT
NO NO ONE’S EVER TOLD HIM SO
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
FATE
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
FATE
SO MAYBE
I’M A
NARCISSIST
MAYBE
I WAS BORN
TO TAKE THE PISS
CUS I’VE BEEN
SPEAKING OFF THE CUFF
AND LIVING LIFE OFF THE WRIST
I AM A SCAB
I’M A SCOURGE
I AM A SOCIALITE CYST
IAM IAM IAM
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN FATE
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PATH I’VE GOT MINE
I DON’T BELIEVE IN
FATE